Captiva Capitulation (33 page)

“Don’t worry about him.” At the present, Rock decided to keep her savior’s name to himself. Maybe Maestru was too busy putting his Vojaks back to rights to care about her taking off. “You have the cell phone I gave you?” She held it up with her non-bleeding hand. “Pertinent numbers are programmed in that thing, chiefly mine, so use them when you need something,
anything
, even if it’s just to talk.”

“Give Blythe a kiss for me,” she said sadly. “And tell her congratulations.”

Oh, he’d be giving his mate more than a kiss. Rock nodded and misted from the store, whispering, “Be careful, Dakota.”

“Be careful?” she mumbled under her breath, flipping on the faucet and running her hand beneath a cool stream of water to ease the sting. “Werewolves, shapeshifters, and vampires…my ass is out of this God forsaken town the minute I can get Dad moved.”

Heat traveled her body. One masculine arm shot out - its palm flattening against the tile. A second arm came around, caging her, its fingers curling around her wrist, pulling her lacerated hand from the water’s flow. Slowly, ever so slowly, she moved her head, stopping when she found her reflection in the mirror…as well as her uninvited guest’s.

Mocking obsidian eyes glinted.“Sweet Dakota, you left without saying goodbye."

“You want to die, Vojak?” Rock growled, misting in and curling a protective arm around Blythe.

“It’s our standing joke,” Blythe whispered, but no one was laughing. Oycher had saved her and her baby from Poison. She was going to have to practice with the special blade Sixten had given her. So if next time came, and it always would, she would be ready. “I heard you refused to step in as Commanding Vojak.”

“Why do women gossip?” he continued in his teasing tone, looking back at her.

“I heard it from Kash,” she quipped with an arched brow.

“Last time I checked,” Kash said, moving to stand next to her, “I was
no
chick.”

“We’ll I can vouch for that,” Oycher sneered, “I’m sick of guarding this house. Since Sixten improved, Grim and I have heard and have seen things we will
never get out of our minds
. Can’t even wash that shit out with bleach.”

“Uh huh,” Sixten grumbled, stepping onto the balcony. “Well consider yourselves officially dismissed. We’ll take it from here.” Other than a moderate limp, his mobility had increased. He would always be stunningly beautiful, but the setting sun illuminated pink scarring stretched across the front of his body and face. Blythe wanted the scars to fade for his sake, not hers. Sixten didn’t deserve to be marred for the rest of his life for his heroism, but wasn’t that usually the case for heroes?

“Did you get a bead on the rogue Lovci?” Rock inquired.

“One is in custody,” Oycher answered.

“The one on the hard drive?” Kash asked, kissing her on the temple.

“That’s the one,” he agreed, “but the other…we’re still looking for. It’s difficult since we don’t know whom we can trust at the Dynasty. Qudir orchestrated a definite pipeline from the Dynasty Empire to the Habaline breeders. It’s gonna take some time. That said; we uncovered two more facilities, saved four females. They’re scattering without leadership.”

“How are Amy and Adam?” Blythe asked, reaching her hand up to cup Rock’s jaw.

“She still hates him. He adores her. A typical relationship, don’t you think?” Oycher laughed. “Dru says she’s doing fine. By the way, props for breaking through our security, dog.”

“Your security sucks,” Rock shot back.

“Speaking of which,” Sixten spoke up. “Any activity found where the wormhole opened?”

“We’re watching it twenty-four seven,” Oycher said. “But that baby is a worthless shifter highway and we know it. Nothing’s coming through it ever again. Now we only have to deal with the Habalines that are here.” Smiling apologetically at Sixten, he said, “We’ll round ‘um up, but it’ll go a lot faster if you two get your asses back to work.”

Blythe didn’t like the sound of that, but it wasn’t her call. Sensing her tension, Rock pulled her back to his chest. “It’ll all work out,” he whispered against her ear, and she heard the truth in his words.

“We’ll take off,” Oycher said, looking at Blythe and then up at Rock. “You guys are getting the
look
and I’ve seen enough.” He misted away with a laugh.

“What look would that be?” Blythe stared down, fooling with her wedding rings. Four diamond bands circled her finger, one placed there by each male, and the fourth represented their unborn daughter. All flanked a gargantuan solitaire. She wiggled her hand, catching the setting sun.

“The
look
on your face,” Rock said against her ear, his hands moving over her body, slowly removing her clothes.

She had no patience for that. Spinning in the circle of her werewolf’s arms, Blythe weaved her arms around his neck and climbed him like a monkey. When she wrapped her legs around his waist, she ground her pussy right over his hard-on. “I’m glad you’re home.”

“I can tell,” he snickered, trying to remove her shirt. “Are you attached to this outfit in particular?”

“For some reason, it’s getting too tight,” she whispered, licking the arc of his powerful throat, tasting the heady musk that belonged solely to her Beast. A feather of a breeze kissed her skin, whirling and whirling until her nipples pebbled against his bare chest, one abraded that wooded dagger on his nipple. “Nice trick, werewolf,” she praised and he smiled broadly, opening his mouth wide. “Hey, you have a double-ball in there!” She tugged on his tongue, sliding it over his sculptured bottom lip. “Oh,
my
, where’s that been hiding?”

Rock laughed. “The same place Kash has been hiding his.”

Another tongue licked the side of her throat, a ball trailing along her skin. “Rock wanted you to get used to your piercing first, and then we found out about your pregnancy.” Against her back, Kash pressed his bare erection against her back crevice, sliding it up and down. “Wanna give it a go, Bride, and see if you can deal with the
extra
sensations?”

Rock didn’t give her time to answer. He closed his lips over hers; thrusting his pierced tongue languidly in and out of her mouth, while fisting the back of her head, holding her in place. Kash trailed his fangs down her spine, reaching around between her body and Rock’s to palm her clit. With every thrust of Rock’s tongue, Kash hit her clitoral piercing with the heel of his hand. After a sensual second, Rock leaned away, lowering her across Kash’s chest, although her legs stayed wrapped around his powerful hips.

“Your nipples are bite-worthy,” he growled, his eyes flashing with the Beast, “gorgeous and dark.”

“I love how they contrast with her fleshy mounds,” Sixten groaned from a chaise, working his hand over his cock, those blue cords straining with every stroke. Not in vampire speed, he worked himself with a slow and steady hand fucking. Rock's tongue flicked her tightened peaks one after the other.

“They’re too sensitive since the pregnancy,” she complained on another toe-curling swipe of his skilled tongue.

Kash stretched his neck around, still sliding his cock – complete with silver circlet – up and down the seam of her ass, and kissed her soundly. Rock brought her legs out, kneeled in front of her and adjusted her thighs over his shoulders. With his pierced tongue, he pressed hard circles over her pierced and swollen nub, the dual sensations mind blowing. Blythe nearly shot out of Kash’s arms, but he and Rock held her steady. Kash’s steel-covered-in-velvet cock slipped inside her pussy going up, up, up, until she screamed out his name.

“It’s such slick tightness,” he groaned, “no matter how many times I’m in there. She won’t loosen up.”

“She’s so wet,” Sixten hissed in the way of vampires, pumping his dick. “I can see her drip down your balls, Kash. It’s amazing.”

“Wait till I get in there,” Rock threatened. “Let me in, Kash. Adjust her. Share the pleasure of our mate.”

“Sixten,” she gasped, wanting him to be more than an observer this time. Her head was spinning, and her body trembling. “Can’t he touch me?”

Rock pulled his mouth away from her pussy, his cock jutted straight up his lean, washboard stomach, while Kash continued to pump her from behind. “Are you up to servicing her, Six?”

When Kash swiveled his hips, a river flooded her body. “Oh, she just coated me!”

“What a good girl,” Six said. “Pull out of her, Kash. Let me see it drip down.” Her vampire made a noise of protest but he slid his length from her tight opening. Blythe’s legs shook as he gripped underneath each thigh and exposed her plump flesh to Rock and Sixten. “Look at that, Rock. She’s soaked and tight. Tell me, moja láska, are you waiting for me?”

“Take me, please,” she whispered, missing him. Lately, he’d been too ill to mate her.

Rock inserted a long finger inside her, twisting. 
“She is tight,” he confirmed. “Clench-worthy tonight.” Signaling for Kash to bring her to the chaise, they lowered her apex above Sixten’s solid erection. “I can’t wait to see you slide down every thick inch of him, when each ring of his Habaline cock passes your sweet lips, when you cry out our names and shake wildly from head to toe.”

“She’s gorgeous when she comes,” Sixten breathed, his chin skyward, his stark tendons casting shadows across his throat and shoulders. Undulating, his hips moved underneath her, as Kash and Rock spread her thighs apart, bracing their hands around her waist. As she took him in, her body arched, meeting every glide grazing her womb. Kash moved behind her, swirling his pierced tongue around the ring of her anus, his hands grabbing her ass to support her as Rock let go of her waist.

“So sexy and giving for her males,” Rock praised her. “Do you have any idea how you look, baby, taking Sixten inside you, his balls crushing beneath your spectacular pussy, while Kash goes at your rounded bottom with his piercing. I could release on the spot.” With the palm of his hand, he clenched the base of his cock, stretching to the side as if he needed relief.

Just looking at Rock’s body could make
her
come on the spot. Combing
that
visual with two other males going at her, carnal fire consumed every square inch of her. After a few deep thrusts with his tongue, moving in time to Sixten, Kash moved and then pressed the tip of his broad crown to her forbidden hole. Rock lowered her on Sixten’s chest. Ice-green eyes flared when her nipples surged against his heated skin, her fleshy breasts smashing between them. She kissed her vampire indulgently. “Missed this,” she murmured around kisses, “missed
you
.” Sixten stilled her hips with his hands as Rock moved over them, holding the base of an impressive erection in a steel grip.

“I want to see you suck off Rock, Blythe. He's just removed his inflixx for your ease,” Sixten murmured. “I’ll come by that sight alone, but with you gripping my sex in your velvety warmth, you’ll send me to my death in pleasure.”

She opened her mouth over Rock just as Kash's ridge moved past that unmerciful ring tightening the entrance to her ass. Taking a deep breath around Rock’s musky cock, she pushed down and Kash slid home. Sixten groaned at the sensation, or maybe the sight of Rock’s sack starting to bounce against her chin. She didn’t know. But it didn’t matter when her three males started their rocking rhythm inside her, which always sent her body into a spiraling abyss. And it was coming fast. Scorching heat overpowered her, building in the pit of her stomach and rolling out her limbs. Up and down her body went, her mind teetering on a cloud somewhere. Moans left her males, throaty growls and deeply erotic vampire hisses. All claiming that she was theirs. When the first spurt of come hit the back of her throat, Blythe heard Rock mutter obscenities under his breath.

“Sorry,” he apologized to the group, finishing off as she swallowed every drop. “I can’t…she’s too perfect.”
You are my heart
, her werewolf said to her mind with his private communication.

I love you
, she willed as loudly as she could think it. At his gasp, she knew that he had understood her. He pulled out of her mouth, brushing the hair from her face before delivering a tender kiss.

Kash went next, quivering inside her, sliding in and out of her ass. He then tensed, pressed all the way in and held himself still as the semen left his body in powerful jets. Kash rested his head on her shoulder, his breath leaving in short gasps, hitting her cheek. “There was always a piece of my life missing, a piece of my
heart
missing, until I met you.”

“I love you, Kash,” she whispered.

“Always, Bride,” he said and pulled away.

“Okay, angel, enough of my showing off before the other males. I have to let it go.” Sixten released next, flowing inside her body and she followed right along, clenching around his length until neither of them could move. When the last of the aftershocks subsided, he didn’t say anything. Blythe didn’t say anything, either. All she heard were the sounds of their combined breathing. Somehow, she knew they were thinking the same thing, their hearts beating in time. Joined senses of relief washed over them, considering
easier
days awaiting them, instead of impending disasters looming ahead. They had a little girl on the way that would have three doting fathers. How could they ask for more? And they would count on many days just like this one.

Loving days.

Perfect days.

Where they could hold one another and know they could do so for the rest of their lives.

“You’re getting that look again,” Sixten broke the silence. The sun dipped low in the sky, its rays dimming beyond the Captiva horizon, back lighting his halo of platinum streaked hair.

“What look?”

“You know the one,” he said with his signature eye-smolder, “like we’re about to ride off into the sunset.”

“It’s too late,” she said, bringing her lips to his. “We're already there.”